CAUGHT THE JUDGE.
A srorr is told of a juryman, an Irishman, who eleverfy oatwittesi a judge, and that without lying. He eame breathlessly into evrart, saying : ‘ C*h, my lord, if yoa can excuse me, pray do t I do not know which wEI die Srst, my wife or my daaghta-.' ■ Dear me : that's sad,' said the inaoeant judge ; * certainly, yoa are exessed.’ The next «iay_ the juryman was met by • friend, who, in sympathetic voice, asked. : ‘ How s yoar wife y * She's all right, thank yoa.' ‘ And yoar daughter f ‘ She's all right, too. Why do yea. ask T * Why. yesterday, yxi said yoa - 'fid. me know w hieh woald die ifrss f * Noe do L That is a problem which time alone 'tan solved
Di JOSES Itn SosytAe, 'oio na.t ar '}: ’Why doa’x yoa get oct and ride t’ Smythe : ’ I woald, bat Fm in a harry-.’
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 47, 22 November 1890, Page 20
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149CAUGHT THE JUDGE. New Zealand Graphic, Volume V, Issue 47, 22 November 1890, Page 20
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